A LONG AWAITED PROMISE SCREAMS AND GROANS WITH BIRTH PAINS DESIRING TO BE FRAMED. “THOUGHT IS THE ONLY POWER WHICH CAN PRODUCE TANGIBLE RICHES…..” The Science of Getting Rich, by Wallace Wattles

MAKE ME

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Make Me!!! 

You created Me from the substance of thought;

I fought through the Night Terrors territory to enter the peace of a Dream,

Fighting to be birthed into a Vision,

Halted by a pause of decision….

Risking the decent I reached over pit’s to grasp existence.

I AM Driven by the groaning of Patience,

Hoping my creator can take a chance

And dive into the unseen just so I could scream,

“MAKE ME–

PLEASE…,

I AM ready to Live….”

A BREEZE OF HOPE WHISPERS A KEY TOO UNLOCK THE PRISON DOORS OF A REGRET STEMMING FROM THE ROTTEN ROOTS OF MISSED OPPORTUNITIES CLINGING TO THE PAST…

An Escaping Whispers

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I listen with intent hoping too grasp the whispering breeze as it leaves its trail of wisdom desired;

Wanting to be more than a,

“New Hire”;

I inspire to climb higher, taking off into freedom,

All my troubles-

I leave them..,

Believing in an unlocked purpose focusing on Life and those who deserve their chance too Live it,

Setting goals and timelines secretly knowing neither work is mine,

I find its been done before the Earth was commanded,

My thoughts spun a deep web of hope I got caught-up in the inspiration of Freedom

Seeing these rusted chances fall to the ground as WE leave them,

FREE–

Too Breath–

In….

I finally have a chance to Free-write to one of my favorite songs ‘Breakthrough’ by Goapele….. Let’s see where you’ll take me- my Muse…..

EXPEDIENCY 

LIMITLESS

I dash to the point of no return looking forward to the opposition

Shift

Position to make way down a golden road leading to the place

Where

I first saw the light of-  

ME

Seen bright dense blinding

HOPE

Soaking in wishes becoming dreams forming hope anchored by Faith

BELIEVE

These tears I cry aren’t in vein!

I despise shame!

I WILL NOT BE DETAINED ANY LONGER 

My vision grows STRONGER

Further in the distance the line to finish connecting thoughts to form-

A vivid picture of written scripture

Burned upon a heart of amber flames

A melting rage of Courage released from cage–

As I finally turn the page….